2 Mar 2014

Just married

With bated breath the entire hall and she, in all her white glory, looks lovingly at me,to hear the two golden words - I do.

Instead I remember the other woman in my life; how incessantly she would fuss over my skipped meals, how she mouthed I love you whilst I stood on podium addressing a hall full of luminaries, how drowsily she would wish me at exact midnight.

I blink back the tears furiously, remembering with vain nostalgia, that untouched food when I stayed out late, that mild plea to answer her calls and the silent concession; I never bothered.

As I stand at the altar, my heart is sobbing in her arms, grieving at his loss-his best friend.

I whisper the words coarsely, the hall erupts in thunderous applause and my heart sings :